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He would ponder her words. Perhaps it had been reckless of him to assume that the Glen would welcome him. Perhaps it was also foolish to expect to be taken in. He had no other options. There was Legion, of course, with Arbiter... however, this wooded area would assist him greatly. It was not about anything personal - he was quite sure Legion was a fine place as well - yet this Glen was sheltered. Secluded almost. Void of light. 

His photophobia would thank him for the assist.

"I suppose" Holland began slowly "I would care to know what your pack is about" he wasn't getting into shit, was he? Was this some false friendly faces, hiding a rough and tough place? He didn't mind work. He didn't mind working hard either. But he could not condone needless acts of violence. Especially upon the weak and innocent. "and what you all stand for." Yes, start with that. Keres seemed capable to answer in her leaders' absence.